Emperor Adrian was pinned between Hetor's soldiers and his own knights.
All swords and spearheads were pointed in our direction.
Silverfish sat on his chair, legs crossed, in a very relaxed and arrogant manner.
Foolish.
He seemed to firmly believe that Hetor's soldiers would protect him.
"How dare you!"
Linel raised his sword, but Emperor Adrian quickly raised his hand and said to him,
"Whoa, whoa, come no closer and talk over there."
"Your Majesty, the Grand Duke will be safe. Trust me and remain calm."
Bellos whispered calmly to him.
He barely suppressed his anger and stopped walking.
"Send Joseph when you speak."
"Ha, really. Even if I warn you, you won't listen, as you are the Emperor."
Linel took a step closer to Silverfish's provocation.
Emperor Adrian's tone sounded much lighter than usual, much like Philike's own.
"Your Majesty, My Lady..."
Grand Duke Joseph called out to him in a mournful voice.
Before he knew it, the cursed ice had reached Grand Duke Joseph's knees.
Every organ felt like it was sinking.
If that's how I felt, what about Linel?
I didn't dare ask.
He flinched again, and Bellos spoke again, his voice quiet.
"Her Highness Zelda can remove the ice curse. Of course, I can do it too."
"Really?"
"Yes. So we must not provoke Philike and bring the Grand Duke back safely."
Bellos was right.
While breaking the ice curse was important, bringing Grand Duke Joseph back safely was more important.
"Bellos is right. For the Grand Duke's sake, we must calm down."
I held Linel's hand and restrained him.
He pressed his lips together, exercising patience.
“What do you want?”
I wanted to roast Emperor Adrian right then and there, but I tried to talk to him first.
“Wouldn’t it be too cheesy if I said ‘you’?”
Emperor Adrian grinned and grinned.
“...”
"Bellos, at least step aside."
"But I'm also greedy."
Bellos explained that he had misled his student and that he wanted to correct him now.
But Bellos's story was too weak compared to Linel and Commander Macrom.
"I'm a Wyvern Lord, and I'm the one who holds the incarnation, so to commemorate my identity being revealed, I'll show off my strength."
I pushed Bellos away and took another step forward.
"Yes, Zelda. This is when you show your power."
The incarnation cheered.
As I raised the incarnation sword, Silverfish's pupils shook, and he began to order his soldiers.
"What are you doing! Impale them on spears and make them all fish food! Oh, we have to catch that woman alive!"
Emperor Adrian babbled nonsense with his open mouth, but Hetor's soldiers didn't flinch.
"Hey, Silverfish."
Emperor Adrian looked around with a puzzled expression, wondering who I was calling.
"Where are you looking? You, I mean. You!"
“Yeah. You, you! You dog... Joseph, cover your ears.”
Linel was about to curse Emperor Adrian when he ordered Grand Duke Joseph.
“I’d do that too, but my hands are so cold my ears are freezing.”
His younger brother deliberately tried to be sarcastic.
But someone strode through the soldiers and silently covered Grand DukeJoseph’s ears instead.
It was Hetor.
“Your Majesty, now go ahead.”
“Huh, Hetor?! Oh, no... How did you get free!”
Emperor Adrian stared at Hetor, his mouth agape, as if he had seen a ghost.
I gathered the heat in my body and heated up my Incarnation Sword.
'Concentrate.’
I hurled the Incarnation Sword down at the Cursed Ice that was growing in volume around Grand Duke Joseph’s feet.
The tip of the sword, heated by the Incarnation, melted in an insignificant instant the moment it touched the Cursed Ice.
Grand Duke Joseph cautiously moved his feet, then ran straight to me and hugged me. I was so shocked that I thought he would burst into tears, but the Grand Duke smiled brightly instead.
Linel, who had opened his arms, expecting me to embrace him, blushed and then crossed his arms in front of him as if nothing had happened.
“Take this, Your Highness Zelda!”
Hetor tossed the Avatar Sword to me again and gave an order to his soldiers.
“Kneel him.”
“Yes, Your Majesty!”
The two soldiers kicked Emperor Adrian’s shins together, forcing him to kneel respectfully.
“Ugh. Th-what is this!”
“This is revenge. My arm still hurts from the blow you took from my knight.”
Hetor kicked Emperor Adrian’s right arm.
Seeing the silver hairtail slumped forward in a pitiful state, his knights drew their swords.
But the knights, already surrounded by Hetor's soldiers, were outnumbered and unable to do anything.
"You will be roasted to a crisp today, front and back, and thrown into the sea."
As I predicted, Emperor Adrian's future, Bellos quietly interjected.
He was a man I simply couldn't leave alone, even in a trial.
"Lady Zelda, you can't completely kill him. I can use Philike's magic to lift the curse before I kill him."
"...Why are you bringing that up now? I almost killed him."
I paused, blowing heat into the Avatar blade.
"He maintains that form with black magic, so his magical powers are probably limited anyway. However, to lift the curse, we absolutely need the magic of the one who cast the curse, so we can't kill him. I can add my magic to lift His Majesty's hypothermia curse and restore Commander Macrom's eyesight.
"Is that... true?"
Not only mine, but Linel and Commander Macrom's eyes widened simultaneously.
"Then, please lift Grand Duke Joseph's curse first."
Commander Macrom said to Bellos, calming down his excitement.
"Grand Duke Joseph's curse is more than enough with Her Highness Zelda's firepower. So, let's use Philike's magic to lift both of yours." "
...Thank you, Magic Tower Lord."
"Thank you,"
Linel and Commander Macrom said to Bellos simultaneously.
Bellos shook his head and replied quietly.
"If this is how I can atone for my sins, I'll give up all my magic..."
"Your sins?"
He asked with a puzzled expression.
I thought I understood why Bellos had said that.
He must have been referring to the deal he made with Roxana.
The memory-losing potion he had created and given her.
Linel, still unaware of this, looked at Bellos, then turned his gaze to me and asked,
"What do you think you know?"
"I'll tell you later."
I grabbed his arm and stepped back with him, giving Bellos some space.
As Bellos drew a magic circle in the air, golden streaks encircled Emperor Adrian's body.
But soon, the golden streaks surrounding Emperor Adrian's body turned black.
A black aura formed around his body, and a groan of pain burst from his quivering mouth, almost choking him.
"Huh, huff!"
I could see magic leaking out of his heart.
As the black magic escaped and began to scatter in all directions, the golden streaks gathered it together, forming a concave bowl and containing it.
"Ah... what should I do?"
Bellos suddenly looked apologetic.
"Philike's remaining magic is less than I thought."
He said in a troubled voice.
"So, how much is it?"
Linel demanded, pressing him.
"It's enough to lift only one person's curse."
What the heck?
What are you going to do now, saying something like that?
"!"
"!"
Linel and Commander Macrom locked eyes.
Was it a battle of wits beginning?
“Bellos, what do you mean?”
I demanded. You shouldn’t have said that in the first place.
You both promised to lift the curse, and now you’re changing your words.
I glared at Bellos’s reckless mouth, then glanced back and forth between Linel and Commander Macrom, who suddenly felt awkward.
“Of course, should lift His Majesty.”
Commander Macrom gave in and stepped back.
Linel then pushed Commander Macrom’s back toward Bellos with his hand and said,
“You take it.”
“Your Majesty, are you trying to look cool?”
Commander Macrom grumbled, but the corners of his mouth were already twitching.
“I don’t have to lift the curse.”
“What do you mean?”
“I have Zelda.”
Linel hugged me from behind and spoke to Commander Macrom.
Commander Macrom's face seemed hesitant, wondering if he should be so moved by his words.
"It's only right that you, lonely and desolate, should lift the curse. And wouldn't your loyalty also increase?"
"But..."
Commander Macrom trailed off and turned his head slightly toward me.
His gaze was always precise, unlike that of someone who has lost his sight.
Commander Macrom seemed curious about my opinion.
"So be it. I can take care of Your Majesty."
“Have you decided on Commander Macrom? We must hurry.”
Bellos said that Emperor Adrian’s magical power was weak, and he couldn’t hold him for long.
In the end, Commander Macrom, feeling defeated, accepted the Emperor’s wishes.
At Bellos’s gesture, the magical power from Emperor Adrian and Bellos simultaneously enveloped Commander Macrom’s eyes.
As the mixed magical power disappeared as if absorbed by Commander Macrom’s eyes, the Commander began to quickly look around.
He blinked repeatedly, perhaps dazzled, before meeting Linel’s gaze first, who showed the virtue of compromise.
“You look exactly the same as three years ago, Your Majesty.”
“What are you talking about? My face looks better than it did then. Can you see me?”
Linel asked absentmindedly.
“Nice to meet you, Your Highness Zelda.”
Commander Macrom’s gaze shifted to me, and he frowned sharply.
“Am I a little dazzling?”
“... Yes? Oh, yes. You are much more beautiful than I expected.”
“Yes. Your eyesight is perfectly normal.”
Commander Macrom's eyesight, fortunately, seemed to have returned to normal.
"Magic Tower Lord, the curse was lifted right away? If I had known, I wouldn't have yielded so easily."
Linel chuckled and muttered regretfully.
"I lift your curse every night, Your Majesty,"
I whispered, nudging his side with my elbow.
"Oh, right."
He smiled again at my sincere consolation.
"Your Majesty, how about keeping Emperor Adrian and Roxana imprisoned here until we reach the Pasha Empire? This ship has a detention facility, so it will be easier to manage."
Hetor looked down at Emperor Adrian, who had collapsed on the floor after exhausting his magical power, and asked him,
"That would be better."
The moment Linel gave permission,
Kieeeeeung-!
Galaco's cry suddenly rang out from the sky, and
"Huh?! Eaaaah! Kkeuk...!"
The silver hairtail fish in front of him vanished.
There was no time for surprise.
Galaco swooped down and took Emperor Adrian with its fearsome claws, like a fork slicing meat.
A few seconds later.
“Gyaaaaak! Save me!!”
Another Galaco’s cry was heard, and at the same time, Roxana’s scream, who was watching from the Lapion Empire’s ship, rang out.
All swords and spearheads were pointed in our direction.
Silverfish sat on his chair, legs crossed, in a very relaxed and arrogant manner.
Foolish.
He seemed to firmly believe that Hetor's soldiers would protect him.
"How dare you!"
Linel raised his sword, but Emperor Adrian quickly raised his hand and said to him,
"Whoa, whoa, come no closer and talk over there."
"Your Majesty, the Grand Duke will be safe. Trust me and remain calm."
Bellos whispered calmly to him.
He barely suppressed his anger and stopped walking.
"Send Joseph when you speak."
"Ha, really. Even if I warn you, you won't listen, as you are the Emperor."
Linel took a step closer to Silverfish's provocation.
Emperor Adrian's tone sounded much lighter than usual, much like Philike's own.
"Your Majesty, My Lady..."
Grand Duke Joseph called out to him in a mournful voice.
Before he knew it, the cursed ice had reached Grand Duke Joseph's knees.
Every organ felt like it was sinking.
If that's how I felt, what about Linel?
I didn't dare ask.
He flinched again, and Bellos spoke again, his voice quiet.
"Her Highness Zelda can remove the ice curse. Of course, I can do it too."
"Really?"
"Yes. So we must not provoke Philike and bring the Grand Duke back safely."
Bellos was right.
While breaking the ice curse was important, bringing Grand Duke Joseph back safely was more important.
"Bellos is right. For the Grand Duke's sake, we must calm down."
I held Linel's hand and restrained him.
He pressed his lips together, exercising patience.
“What do you want?”
I wanted to roast Emperor Adrian right then and there, but I tried to talk to him first.
“Wouldn’t it be too cheesy if I said ‘you’?”
Emperor Adrian grinned and grinned.
“...”
I just calmed Linel down, so I shouldn’t explode right away, right?
I almost threw the Incarnation Sword at Emperor Adrian’s mouth without realizing it.
Seeing Grand Duke Joseph’s pallor, my heart grew impatient.
“I-I can endure it. So don’t worry!”
Admirably, the Grand Duke held on.
But it was clearly a terrifying experience for a child.
“Yes. Just hold on a little longer.”
Linel’s calm voice was filled with deep affection for his younger brother.
I spoke to Emperor Adrian again.
“Your goal was to eliminate me, the Wyvern Lord, but you’ve needlessly sacrificed too many innocent people.”
“There’s a misunderstanding. I’m not trying to eliminate Lady Zelda.”
Emperor Adrian waved his hands, putting on a poor show.
“If not to eliminate me, then to use me.”
“I just want some help.”
“And by help, you mean to use me to unite the continent?”
I asked, provoking Emperor Adrian’s desires. His voice immediately rose.
“Yes! If we join forces, we can keep this world under our feet. Don’t waste your precious life fighting countless swords. Come over here!”
Emperor Adrian held out his palm and wiggled it, as if calling a puppy.
It was time to grill the silver hairtail.
“Surrender and kneel now. Then you can survive until you reach the Lapion Empire. If you’re bored, I can kill you in the Pasha Empire.”
“That’s not possible, Zelda.”
Linel shook his head in protest at my words.
“If we demand the execution of the Emperors of a neighboring country right after the Emperor’s coronation, what will Prince Calvain think of us? We should consider establishing diplomatic relations with the Pasha Empire.”
“Hahaha, with the Tanya Island army surrounding us like this, you should be acting like a guest, Your Majesty?”
Emperor Adrian pointed a finger at him mockingly.
“A guest in someone else’s body. Philike, I should have just thrown you into the Valley of Death three years ago, but I was too weak-hearted to do so.”
“Yes, Your Majesty, you were so weak-hearted that you threw my right arm into the sea.”
The smile vanished from Emperor Adrian’s face.
“But today, it’s best not to expect mercy.”
“Today, I will be the one to put you in ice with Grand Duke Joseph,”
Emperor Adrian said, rising from his chair.
“But before that, I will blind both of your eyes.”
At that moment, Commander Macrom raised his sword and blocked Linel and me, shouting at the silver hair.
Linel then patted the Commander's back in annoyance.
“Where did you come from? Get back.”
“I have been waiting for this day, Your Majesty.”
“Commander Macrom, wait your turn. I will freeze Emperor Linel first, and today, I will disable not only his eyes but also his tongue.”
Emperor Adrian bluffed, sneaking in between their conversation.
“I am what you desire most, right? So, you should negotiate with me, shouldn’t you?”
This time, I pushed past the two men and appealed to the silver-haired tail. I took three steps forward, almost as if I were climbing over a wall. Emperor Adrian, knowing he was protected by at least a hundred soldiers in addition to his knights, didn't flinch at all even as we approached.
"Philike. If you wish to die a humane death, even if it's just for the last time, lift the curse on Grand Duke Joseph and surrender now!"
This time, Bellos blocked my path and shouted.
What, these aren't sausages in a row...
Linel, Commander Macrom, and Bellos were all racing to get closer to Emperor Adrian.
Grand Duke Joseph burst out laughing, perhaps finding our sight amusing.
"Hehe."
...Yes, that's better than crying.
I almost threw the Incarnation Sword at Emperor Adrian’s mouth without realizing it.
Seeing Grand Duke Joseph’s pallor, my heart grew impatient.
“I-I can endure it. So don’t worry!”
Admirably, the Grand Duke held on.
But it was clearly a terrifying experience for a child.
“Yes. Just hold on a little longer.”
Linel’s calm voice was filled with deep affection for his younger brother.
I spoke to Emperor Adrian again.
“Your goal was to eliminate me, the Wyvern Lord, but you’ve needlessly sacrificed too many innocent people.”
“There’s a misunderstanding. I’m not trying to eliminate Lady Zelda.”
Emperor Adrian waved his hands, putting on a poor show.
“If not to eliminate me, then to use me.”
“I just want some help.”
“And by help, you mean to use me to unite the continent?”
I asked, provoking Emperor Adrian’s desires. His voice immediately rose.
“Yes! If we join forces, we can keep this world under our feet. Don’t waste your precious life fighting countless swords. Come over here!”
Emperor Adrian held out his palm and wiggled it, as if calling a puppy.
It was time to grill the silver hairtail.
“Surrender and kneel now. Then you can survive until you reach the Lapion Empire. If you’re bored, I can kill you in the Pasha Empire.”
“That’s not possible, Zelda.”
Linel shook his head in protest at my words.
“If we demand the execution of the Emperors of a neighboring country right after the Emperor’s coronation, what will Prince Calvain think of us? We should consider establishing diplomatic relations with the Pasha Empire.”
“Hahaha, with the Tanya Island army surrounding us like this, you should be acting like a guest, Your Majesty?”
Emperor Adrian pointed a finger at him mockingly.
“A guest in someone else’s body. Philike, I should have just thrown you into the Valley of Death three years ago, but I was too weak-hearted to do so.”
“Yes, Your Majesty, you were so weak-hearted that you threw my right arm into the sea.”
The smile vanished from Emperor Adrian’s face.
“But today, it’s best not to expect mercy.”
“Today, I will be the one to put you in ice with Grand Duke Joseph,”
Emperor Adrian said, rising from his chair.
“But before that, I will blind both of your eyes.”
At that moment, Commander Macrom raised his sword and blocked Linel and me, shouting at the silver hair.
Linel then patted the Commander's back in annoyance.
“Where did you come from? Get back.”
“I have been waiting for this day, Your Majesty.”
“Commander Macrom, wait your turn. I will freeze Emperor Linel first, and today, I will disable not only his eyes but also his tongue.”
Emperor Adrian bluffed, sneaking in between their conversation.
“I am what you desire most, right? So, you should negotiate with me, shouldn’t you?”
This time, I pushed past the two men and appealed to the silver-haired tail. I took three steps forward, almost as if I were climbing over a wall. Emperor Adrian, knowing he was protected by at least a hundred soldiers in addition to his knights, didn't flinch at all even as we approached.
"Philike. If you wish to die a humane death, even if it's just for the last time, lift the curse on Grand Duke Joseph and surrender now!"
This time, Bellos blocked my path and shouted.
What, these aren't sausages in a row...
Linel, Commander Macrom, and Bellos were all racing to get closer to Emperor Adrian.
Grand Duke Joseph burst out laughing, perhaps finding our sight amusing.
"Hehe."
...Yes, that's better than crying.
"Bellos, at least step aside."
"But I'm also greedy."
Bellos explained that he had misled his student and that he wanted to correct him now.
But Bellos's story was too weak compared to Linel and Commander Macrom.
"I'm a Wyvern Lord, and I'm the one who holds the incarnation, so to commemorate my identity being revealed, I'll show off my strength."
I pushed Bellos away and took another step forward.
"Yes, Zelda. This is when you show your power."
The incarnation cheered.
As I raised the incarnation sword, Silverfish's pupils shook, and he began to order his soldiers.
"What are you doing! Impale them on spears and make them all fish food! Oh, we have to catch that woman alive!"
Emperor Adrian babbled nonsense with his open mouth, but Hetor's soldiers didn't flinch.
"Hey, Silverfish."
Emperor Adrian looked around with a puzzled expression, wondering who I was calling.
"Where are you looking? You, I mean. You!"
“Yeah. You, you! You dog... Joseph, cover your ears.”
Linel was about to curse Emperor Adrian when he ordered Grand Duke Joseph.
“I’d do that too, but my hands are so cold my ears are freezing.”
His younger brother deliberately tried to be sarcastic.
But someone strode through the soldiers and silently covered Grand DukeJoseph’s ears instead.
It was Hetor.
“Your Majesty, now go ahead.”
“Huh, Hetor?! Oh, no... How did you get free!”
Emperor Adrian stared at Hetor, his mouth agape, as if he had seen a ghost.
I gathered the heat in my body and heated up my Incarnation Sword.
'Concentrate.’
I hurled the Incarnation Sword down at the Cursed Ice that was growing in volume around Grand Duke Joseph’s feet.
The tip of the sword, heated by the Incarnation, melted in an insignificant instant the moment it touched the Cursed Ice.
Grand Duke Joseph cautiously moved his feet, then ran straight to me and hugged me. I was so shocked that I thought he would burst into tears, but the Grand Duke smiled brightly instead.
Linel, who had opened his arms, expecting me to embrace him, blushed and then crossed his arms in front of him as if nothing had happened.
“Take this, Your Highness Zelda!”
Hetor tossed the Avatar Sword to me again and gave an order to his soldiers.
“Kneel him.”
“Yes, Your Majesty!”
The two soldiers kicked Emperor Adrian’s shins together, forcing him to kneel respectfully.
“Ugh. Th-what is this!”
“This is revenge. My arm still hurts from the blow you took from my knight.”
Hetor kicked Emperor Adrian’s right arm.
Seeing the silver hairtail slumped forward in a pitiful state, his knights drew their swords.
But the knights, already surrounded by Hetor's soldiers, were outnumbered and unable to do anything.
"You will be roasted to a crisp today, front and back, and thrown into the sea."
As I predicted, Emperor Adrian's future, Bellos quietly interjected.
He was a man I simply couldn't leave alone, even in a trial.
"Lady Zelda, you can't completely kill him. I can use Philike's magic to lift the curse before I kill him."
"...Why are you bringing that up now? I almost killed him."
I paused, blowing heat into the Avatar blade.
"He maintains that form with black magic, so his magical powers are probably limited anyway. However, to lift the curse, we absolutely need the magic of the one who cast the curse, so we can't kill him. I can add my magic to lift His Majesty's hypothermia curse and restore Commander Macrom's eyesight.
"Is that... true?"
Not only mine, but Linel and Commander Macrom's eyes widened simultaneously.
"Then, please lift Grand Duke Joseph's curse first."
Commander Macrom said to Bellos, calming down his excitement.
"Grand Duke Joseph's curse is more than enough with Her Highness Zelda's firepower. So, let's use Philike's magic to lift both of yours." "
...Thank you, Magic Tower Lord."
"Thank you,"
Linel and Commander Macrom said to Bellos simultaneously.
Bellos shook his head and replied quietly.
"If this is how I can atone for my sins, I'll give up all my magic..."
"Your sins?"
He asked with a puzzled expression.
I thought I understood why Bellos had said that.
He must have been referring to the deal he made with Roxana.
The memory-losing potion he had created and given her.
Linel, still unaware of this, looked at Bellos, then turned his gaze to me and asked,
"What do you think you know?"
"I'll tell you later."
I grabbed his arm and stepped back with him, giving Bellos some space.
As Bellos drew a magic circle in the air, golden streaks encircled Emperor Adrian's body.
But soon, the golden streaks surrounding Emperor Adrian's body turned black.
A black aura formed around his body, and a groan of pain burst from his quivering mouth, almost choking him.
"Huh, huff!"
I could see magic leaking out of his heart.
As the black magic escaped and began to scatter in all directions, the golden streaks gathered it together, forming a concave bowl and containing it.
"Ah... what should I do?"
Bellos suddenly looked apologetic.
"Philike's remaining magic is less than I thought."
He said in a troubled voice.
"So, how much is it?"
Linel demanded, pressing him.
"It's enough to lift only one person's curse."
What the heck?
What are you going to do now, saying something like that?
"!"
"!"
Linel and Commander Macrom locked eyes.
Was it a battle of wits beginning?
“Bellos, what do you mean?”
I demanded. You shouldn’t have said that in the first place.
You both promised to lift the curse, and now you’re changing your words.
I glared at Bellos’s reckless mouth, then glanced back and forth between Linel and Commander Macrom, who suddenly felt awkward.
“Of course, should lift His Majesty.”
Commander Macrom gave in and stepped back.
Linel then pushed Commander Macrom’s back toward Bellos with his hand and said,
“You take it.”
“Your Majesty, are you trying to look cool?”
Commander Macrom grumbled, but the corners of his mouth were already twitching.
“I don’t have to lift the curse.”
“What do you mean?”
“I have Zelda.”
Linel hugged me from behind and spoke to Commander Macrom.
Commander Macrom's face seemed hesitant, wondering if he should be so moved by his words.
"It's only right that you, lonely and desolate, should lift the curse. And wouldn't your loyalty also increase?"
"But..."
Commander Macrom trailed off and turned his head slightly toward me.
His gaze was always precise, unlike that of someone who has lost his sight.
Commander Macrom seemed curious about my opinion.
"So be it. I can take care of Your Majesty."
“Have you decided on Commander Macrom? We must hurry.”
Bellos said that Emperor Adrian’s magical power was weak, and he couldn’t hold him for long.
In the end, Commander Macrom, feeling defeated, accepted the Emperor’s wishes.
At Bellos’s gesture, the magical power from Emperor Adrian and Bellos simultaneously enveloped Commander Macrom’s eyes.
As the mixed magical power disappeared as if absorbed by Commander Macrom’s eyes, the Commander began to quickly look around.
He blinked repeatedly, perhaps dazzled, before meeting Linel’s gaze first, who showed the virtue of compromise.
“You look exactly the same as three years ago, Your Majesty.”
“What are you talking about? My face looks better than it did then. Can you see me?”
Linel asked absentmindedly.
“Nice to meet you, Your Highness Zelda.”
Commander Macrom’s gaze shifted to me, and he frowned sharply.
“Am I a little dazzling?”
“... Yes? Oh, yes. You are much more beautiful than I expected.”
“Yes. Your eyesight is perfectly normal.”
Commander Macrom's eyesight, fortunately, seemed to have returned to normal.
"Magic Tower Lord, the curse was lifted right away? If I had known, I wouldn't have yielded so easily."
Linel chuckled and muttered regretfully.
"I lift your curse every night, Your Majesty,"
I whispered, nudging his side with my elbow.
"Oh, right."
He smiled again at my sincere consolation.
"Your Majesty, how about keeping Emperor Adrian and Roxana imprisoned here until we reach the Pasha Empire? This ship has a detention facility, so it will be easier to manage."
Hetor looked down at Emperor Adrian, who had collapsed on the floor after exhausting his magical power, and asked him,
"That would be better."
The moment Linel gave permission,
Kieeeeeung-!
Galaco's cry suddenly rang out from the sky, and
"Huh?! Eaaaah! Kkeuk...!"
The silver hairtail fish in front of him vanished.
There was no time for surprise.
Galaco swooped down and took Emperor Adrian with its fearsome claws, like a fork slicing meat.
A few seconds later.
“Gyaaaaak! Save me!!”
Another Galaco’s cry was heard, and at the same time, Roxana’s scream, who was watching from the Lapion Empire’s ship, rang out.
...What on earth is this?
Everyone was dumbfounded by the sudden turn of events and looked up at the sky.
Then, Moiya and Moni appeared in the dark sky, holding hands, their red eyes shining.
Both hesitated as if they had something to say.
Then Moiya spoke first, saying, “Master, you know those Galacos just now...”
“You were playing with them and you lost them, right, Moiya~?”
“Oh. I accidentally dropped them too, didn’t I, Moni~?”
Everyone was dumbfounded by the sudden turn of events and looked up at the sky.
Then, Moiya and Moni appeared in the dark sky, holding hands, their red eyes shining.
Both hesitated as if they had something to say.
Then Moiya spoke first, saying, “Master, you know those Galacos just now...”
“You were playing with them and you lost them, right, Moiya~?”
“Oh. I accidentally dropped them too, didn’t I, Moni~?”
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